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Chapters (63)
  1. About the Book
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter One: The Fairy
  5. CHAPTER ONE
  6. Chapter Two: Mr. Pallworthy
  7. CHAPTER TWO
  8. Chapter Three: Geryon
  9. CHAPTER THREE
  10. Chapter Four: The Empty House
  11. CHAPTER FOUR
  12. Chapter Five: The Library’s Library
  13. CHAPTER FIVE
  14. Chapter Six: Sneaking Out
  15. CHAPTER SIX
  16. Chapter Seven: Isaac
  17. CHAPTER SEVEN
  18. Chapter Eight: The Swarm
  19. CHAPTER EIGHT
  20. Chapter Nine: Trapped!
  21. CHAPTER NINE
  22. Chapter Ten: The Wizard of the Library
  23. CHAPTER TEN
  24. Chapter Eleven: The Sorcerer’s Apprentice
  25. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  26. Chapter Twelve: Ending
  27. CHAPTER TWELVE
  28. Chapter Thirteen: The Eyes of a Wizard
  29. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  30. Chapter Fourteen: A Second Chance at a First Impression
  31. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  32. Chapter Fifteen: Eavesdropping Again
  33. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  34. Chapter Sixteen: The Lair of Mr. Black
  35. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  36. Chapter Seventeen: A Map of the Labyrinth
  37. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  38. Chapter Eighteen: The Lonely Cottage
  39. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  40. Chapter Nineteen: Dinner
  41. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  42. Chapter Twenty: The Second Trial
  43. CHAPTER TWENTY
  44. Chapter Twenty-one: The Tree-Sprite
  45. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  46. Chapter Twenty-two: A Decision
  47. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  48. Chapter Twenty-three: The Gideon
  49. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  50. Chapter Twenty-four: Sleeping Beauty
  51. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  52. Chapter Twenty-five: The Dragon
  53. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  54. Chapter Twenty-six: Hunted
  55. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  56. Chapter Twenty-seven: The Trap
  57. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  58. Chapter Twenty-eight: A Bit of Blackmail
  59. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  60. Chapter Twenty-nine: Vespidian
  61. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  62. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  63. About the Author

The tree-sprite was watching her, sitting on a single thin limb folded down from the tree’s crown to stretch as far as it could from the trunk. It still had one hand thrust inside the wood, and its green eyes burned maliciously. There were scores and notches in its hide where the Swarm had attacked it, but they were already starting to fill in and scab over. Alice glared back at it defiantly, only a hint of colour in her cheeks.

‘We wouldn’t have to do this,’ she shouted, ‘if you would be reasonable!’

Another tree limb unfolded, club-like and massive. It raised itself up to a great height, then plunged downwards with shocking speed, hitting the ground hard enough to raise a mighty crunch and a puff of dust, like a giant pounding the earth in a tantrum. Alice couldn’t help but jump backwards, and she thought she saw satisfaction in the vicious creature’s eyes.

‘You’re not going to scare me like that,’ Alice muttered.

She started walking in a circle around the tree, just beyond the thing’s striking distance. It followed her, leaping from branch to thin upper branch when they’d stretched as far as they could. The willow fronds rustled and reached out as she approached, as though they could scent prey.

But not the whole time, she thought, watching them carefully. There’s a moment—

It wasn’t much of a plan, really, but it was more than she’d had the first time she found herself in a prison-book. She tugged on the Swarm thread as far as it would go, summoning as many of the little creatures as she could manage. They tumbled from the air around her with a susurrus of pops, until a huddled crowd of several hundred of the things surrounded her. Meeting the tree-sprite’s gaze, she gave it a slow, deliberate smile, and then extended a finger and a mental command.

The swarmers charged. The willow fronds rustled, spread wide to receive them, but the little creatures were too fast when they were running full tilt. They shot through gaps in the leaves or pushed the thin tendrils aside, ignoring the razor-sharp leaves. When they were past the perimeter of hanging branches, they converged on the tree trunk.